Avonlea

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I hold Lunas hand, walking along. He thinks i don't see him, so high that he's almost a blur in the sky. And i know that to him, i'm tiny, like a piece of dust, or sand... and fuck my heart aches, like every time i think of him, or see him... but, it can't, i know it can't.

Luna: babyyyy !!

I look back, Luna is bent down, picking a flower. I look up at the bright sky, the yellow and pink and purple and blue and orange illuminating the sunrise. I spin around, feeling the sun on my face, laughing. I feel hands around my waist. She's small, but she has a strong grip, and she pulls me in, kissing me.

When i pull away and look up, Dracos gone.

Luna: Happy 3 month

I smile.

A: Happy 3 month sweetheart

She clutched the necklace which i gave her, and i clutch the one she gave me, and we smile, under the bright morning sun, and i'm happy, so i don't think of draco anymore.

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